Mycroft Holmes Enola Holmes Novels & Stories

Grace replied “ Enola! Enola Holmes” I replied “ Daughter of prime minister who was rumored to have an affair with Prince Shade whose symbol is fox" “ we both know each other too well don’t we” I said

The two have been friends since they were kids. "Enola, I know is you," she said with a big smile removing her hand from her face. "How did you know it was me?" The young beautiful girl demanded standing in front of her. Enola is endowed with a beautiful shape that always turns heads wherever she is going. Though she is not as beautiful as Naya, her perfectly carved shape is enough to drive a man's complete sense out of their sockets. "Why won't I recognize my friend's hand, I can recognize every part of your body even in a dark

Althea greeted me at the door, holding their daughter. “Killian, how nice to see you, come in, Morpheus will be done in a minute.” Althea was a tiny woman, slightly Asian looking with these knowing, and understanding green eyes. She was always warm and welcoming. Their daughter resembled her mostly holding Morpheus’s skin tone. “Killian, how can I help you?” Morpheus said gesturing for us to go into the living room. “We may have a problem. I may have a problem.” I answer sitting across from him and rubbing my hands across my face.

“Yes!“ “They are back?“ “Yes, they are back for the Last Battle, all those that are killed are the damned soul needed in waking the one who caused the homicides years ago, Anetta!“ “Now who they fuck is Anthena?“ “Anetta now Anthena!“ She said and laughed “Yeah, whatever!“ “But why did my grandpa keep the truth away from the citizens of Wales?“ “I don't know, but we have many problems other than that!“ “What is the problem?“ “Chloe said there is going to be a death occurring at Mike's funeral!“ “And we are mapping out plans to stop it from happening” she said “Can I help?“ He asked “Nah, I can't risk that, and Between we already have powerful allies in our midst” “Who healed me?“ “Zoe!“ “Who

I sat up at that, before I answered the call, keeping my gaze on Brion who looked like he was just moments from ripping the phone from my hand. “Hello?” My voice was shaky when I answered the call, and I had to cough, to conceal the anxiety in them. “Am I speaking with Mrs Nova Anderson? The wife of Mr Dashiell James?” “Yes.” I nodded as if he could see me. “I'm the one. I'm Nova.” “I'm Mr Henry Enzo, the person —” “Were you the hacker working for him?” I interrupted before he could complete the introduction. As I asked the question, waiting for his response, I felt a gentle stirring within me, like the first whispers of spring. My heart beat with a renewed sense of possibility.

​"Drop the weapon, Julian. You’re tracking water onto my floor." ​Eniola stood at the end of the hall, silhouetted against a massive reinforced window that showed the churning depths of the bay. She wasn't holding a gun; she was holding a detonator. ​"You found the weak point," Eniola said, her voice echoing with a hollow, metallic ring. "I knew you would, Lyra. You can’t help yourself. You see a flaw, and you have to probe it. But you forgot one thing."

And only three, desperate, loud taps against the door would ruin her perfect little day. “Coming.” She rushed to the door and opened it, “How may I help you?” Ellaine could barely distinguish the gender of her visitor. That’s because of the black cloak he wore. It was not until she heard his voice that she realized he was a male. Ellaine found it hard to make out the words he said in that deep, rasping voice, “..is..N..mais..Nromais..” “Sorry, what are you talking about?” “Give me the Nromais.”

“I see. Was it you who killed the Eunuses, whom I was associated with, overnight? I wondered why would you act like a crazy woman and attack the youngsters of the Powells. It’s just as well. You’ll die with all of them today.” Olivia seemed to have accepted her fate. She did not expect Derrick to be a stage-six true master of martial arts when she attacked the Powells. She got captured and was locked up in the underground prison. “The heavens have shown me great kindness by allowing us to meet before we die, Enola. Don’t be afraid. I’m here with you!” Olivia was slightly older, and on the first day Enola was captured, she recognized Enola as her younger sister from the orphanage based on mem

I told them. Eli squinted suspiciously at me from the dining chair. “You only say that when you’re going somewhere stressful.” Smart child. Unfortunately. “Eat your breakfast.” “That means yes.” Ava sighed deeply into her cereal. “Mum, he thinks he’s Sherlock Holmes.” “He’s not,” I said calmly while grabbing my bag. “Sherlock Holmes was quieter.” “Rude,” Eli muttered. By the time I reached the office building, Madame Eloise was already there waiting inside my office like she owned the place.